Can you believe I ever wore these shoes:
Neither can I. But there’s the proof. The occasion was an outdoor wedding last summer, and while I instantly regretted the foolish footwear the moment I stepped off the paved walkway, I don’t regret that nail polish for a second.
Here’s the rest of the outfit:
That’s my sister on the left. Somehow she pulls off four inch heels with much more class. She also made that dress she’s wearing. My sister is talented.
Our camera situation in DV is ongoing, so all our photos over the past few months have been cell phone specials. This morning I stole Travis’ mini SD from his phone to download our Mother’s Day pictures, and in doing so unearthed a whole host of photos I haven’t seen in ages, if at all..
Exhibit D, E, F, etc…
I have over a thousand photos on my own phone, but I can’t quite bring myself to delete any of them. Even though I have copies on my computer, there’s nothing better than scrolling through two years worth of snapshots to pass the time while the kettle boils, to see what you thought was worth snapping a picture of over the past month or year. I’ve barely scratched the surface of the memory card. I think my phone will wear out long before the photos do.